After sobbing twice, Wei Shuzi's tiny body flung into her arms, crying out loudly.
"Godmother... Wah... Godmother..."
"Good girl!" Having said that, Lian Qiao then pointed to Meng Ruozhen, whose face had darkened with scorn, "Who is she?"
Pouting her little mouth, the three-year-old child was already capable of expressing her likes and dislikes, and Wei Shuzi glared at her with hatred.
"She's a bad woman... a bad woman who wants to steal my daddy... I hate her, godmother..."
Listening to the little child cry out shrilly and furiously denounce the bad woman, most of the onlookers gathered around had figured out the situation.
Most of those who came to the kindergarten to pick up children were females, and there were even more who empathized, so sarcastic and sneering whispers were all directed at that shameless woman.
